With nothing else to really say or do, Taiga was on his way with the flyers he'd taken. He was calm and relaxed wearing his more usual get up. It was all cloth, mostly blue. However, he'd added a sort of dark, almost navy blue, hooded cloak and a small mask so as to keep himself hidden. To most, he seemed like a cosplayer or something. Something of an eccentric. An Eccentric with a message and a pretty good deal, but it was all fairly fine. He was handing out flyers left and right. Hopefully, he wouldn't be attacked. He wasn't on par as far as fighting went. Even with the added strength and ability he'd gained as a devil he probably couldn't get too far. He couldn't even really utilize his Sacred Gear properly. However, he could likely at least hold out until his master arrived. Maybe. Hopefully. 

Taiga shook the thoughts from his head and continue to hand out flyers giving little phrases and slogans to get attention and give people the idea that it might actually be fun and useful. He was taking this task rather seriously. He wondered if the others were doing it as well. He was in the main town area where most people were and most people passed. He was getting a fair amount of flyers out. He was rather relaxed doing this. It was the easy stuff. And as long as it was reasonable and within his power to handle, he would take on any task possible if he were to be summoned. 

(So what he's wearing is essentially what's in his image/appearance on the CS without the armor and the cloak with a hood and mask over. Simple right?)